New Year

I can't believe January is almost over already. It has been a CrAzY year already. The end of December Q's uncle took an ugly fall in Las Vegas. We went down to visit him and then we took on his dog for 2 weeks while he was in ICU. He had broken his collar bone, scapula, all the ribs on his left side and his illiac bone. This dog was not just any dog. Hito is a great dane bull mastiff mix. WOAH! That is a lot of dog, and he was 100% puppy. Our pitties were so scared of him. We had to keep them in the house and separated which was a lot of work. Q's dad came up to see Uncle Mac and Q met him in Vegas to take the dog back to Sutan. Well.... that weekend we ended up taking over his care. He came back with Q on Tuesday and by the nextFriday he was back in the hospital. He retracted so much. Come to find out he had a bleeding ulcer. He had lost half his blood. He would go grey every time he would stand up, his eyes would roll back in his head and he would start to shake and you couldn't make sense of what he was saying. We thought it was the anxiety or alcohol withdraw. He had not eaten for about 3 days and I finally told Q and Papa Ron they needed to take him in to the ER. Uncle Mac felt so lousy like he couldn't even stand up. He was weak and asked them to call the ambulance. I waited in the waiting room as they would only allow two people back there. I'm not blood so I let the boys go. They did a ton of blood work and come to find out his blood count was only 20. It should be 40. They hooked him up and gave him 5 units of blood. They scoped him and found an ulcer that had been bleeding. The next day I went to see him before work and he was doing GREAT. Like he was a whole new person. He was walking and talking and reading and EATING. He was hungry and had ordered breakfast. I was so excited for that. He said that Dr Bown was going to treat him by protonix and diet. No surgery, good sign. They wanted to keep him for a few days to monitor his blood count and keep him on the IV protonix. So Q and Papa Ron decided to go down to Sandy Valley to clean out his place. We didn't want him to have to pay another month of rent on it. I met them down there Friday afternoon. We cleaned and packed and worked. I couldn't believe that man lived in that place. I wouldn't have let anyone I knew live like that - even my worst enemies. Seriously it was horrible. There was mold and dust and my asthma kicked in a few times. It was pretty bad. It rained and rained and rained. Lucky for us we had the yard sale in the house and in the storage trailer. By 2 the next afternoon the uhaul was packed and we were hitting the road to go back to Utah. I picked up Uncle Mac and brought him home. He was doing so well. We arranged things so the girls are in the same room and Mac has his own room. He loves it. We decorated it and unpacked his things. We are so glad he is here and getting better. We couldn't have done it without Ron's help though. He spent 4 weeks with us and Mac. We had a great time bonding and the kids had so much fun with him. He left to go back today. We miss him so much already. Mac is on the road to recovery and things are looking up for him. He is sitting in his chair and reading and he is happy to be with those that love him and care about him.